~Chapter 3: The First Encounter~
I've chosen a selected number of memories to share. The first is from my childhood, one I will treasure always.
In a flash Harry was standing in the middle of a bedroom. He was in his mother's memory now. Before he had a chance to process all that was going on the door to the room swung open. There standing before him was a lovely young girl who seemed to radiate sunshine. Could this be his mother? She seemed so graceful and serene. For the first time Harry looked around and saw he was obviously in a girl's room. The walls had floral printed wallpaper that made the room feel airy and inviting. The bed was neatly made in a white fluffy comforter and light pink pillows. The furniture was all made of wood with a light coat of varnish.
"There you are, Lily" the girl seemed to have spotted him.
"I thought you'd never find me, I've been hiding here the entire time!"
Harry spun around and there, crawling from under the bed, was a younger child with magnificent green eyes. This was his mother there, was not a doubt in his mind.
"Let's go play at the park, Petunia. I'm tired of being indoors all day."
That was his Aunt Petunia? How she had changed over the years. He never would have recognized this lovely young girl for the cranky woman he grew up with.
"Okay, Lily. Race you to the swings!"
The two girls sped out the room and down the street to a familiar park Harry had seen before. As he stood scanning the area he saw a young boy off to the side just staring at the two girls and it hit him. This was the same memory Snape had.
At this moment Petunia had spotted Snape and wanted to leave but Lily just wanted to make a new friend. Lily ran up to Snape and grabbed his arm before her sister could drag her away, she leaned in and whispered into his ear leaving him speechless and paralyzed. As the girls left to go home Harry heard his mother's voice again.
This is my first memory of Severus. He was a quiet boy, seemed shy and lonely. My sister Petunia never understood him, she never gave him a chance. She always made it known how disgusting she thought he was but he was anything but. He was always kind to me and I to him. This was the start of a friendship that would impact the rest of my life, he taught me so much about the magical world and helped me to hone my abilities. I always thought we'd grow up and be in our rocking chairs sharing life stories. He was my best friend.